Though words may brush you,
They can never hold you,
And lack of heat and pressure
Too, can mold you
And what we do not know,
We’d best forget:
So don’t hold on to someone
Never met
Though words may brush you,
They can never hold you,
And lack of heat and pressure
Too, can mold you
And what we do not know,
We’d best forget:
So don’t hold on to someone
Never met
but gather from the four winds and save what matters.